4 Quotes & Sayings By James Pratt

James R. Pratt was born in Charlotte, North Carolina, in 1804. He attended the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill for two years, but left before graduating. Pratt moved to Kentucky and studied law at Transylvania University in Lexington Read more

He was admitted to the bar in 1825 and began practicing law in Paris, Kentucky. It was not long before he became very successful in that profession, but when his money ran out, he decided to practice medicine instead. Pratt lived for a year with the Cherokees along the Tennessee River.

He then returned to Paris where he opened a private school for Indian children. His medical practice grew so rapidly that he gradually gave up his legal practice and devoted himself full-time to medicine. After retiring from medicine, Pratt continued to write and publish stories in his newspaper, The Post-Herald Star.

Pratt died on August 27, 1852, in Paris after being ill for several weeks.

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One of the things that helps use cope with loss is the fact that while memories may remian, the emotions associated with them will fade like old photographs. At the same time, there is a masochistic desire to retain those feelings spurred on by the dread of losing the power they hold. Sometimes I can't think of anything more awful than simply being human. James Pratt
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I have learned one lesson in all this and I will share it knowing it will do no one any good. The lesson is this: "There are none more complicit in one's undoing than one's own heart". James Pratt
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As McMasters raised the shotgun, the man removed his glasses. There were fields of stars where his eyes should have been. But they weren’t reflections of the night sky. These stars were a glimpse of a dim and distant future where the very laws of physics had been reduced to relics of a forgotten age. Feeble as dying embers, they were the palsied mourners at time’s wake. Mc Masters could hear the ultimate silence and feel the biting cold of the one true void. The promise of the eternal nothing beckoned to him. There was a sort of peace in the death it represented, not the death of mind and body but of shape and form. It was the final revelation, the casting off of life’s illusion in favor of the void’s embrace. from "Riders of the Necronomicon. James Pratt